Huangpao Mountain, there is a Taoist temple under Hualuo Village, which is dilapidated.
People are lazy and see through.
The ancient well view at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain is like this, a desolate.
Lao Dao is a master who feels tired with his eyes open, except for eating, drinking, and sleeping, most of the time is sleeping under the old locust tree with drooping eyelids, and his uncle Yu Qiuyang is holding an iron sword all day long just meditating and not asking about the world Looking at these three people, if it weren't for the villagers of Gujing Village to support them, I'm afraid that there would be frozen bones on the road.
Xiang Missing hands in his pockets, before walking to the Taoist temple, a clearing in front of him is very flat, no grass, no wood, no sand and stones, above the open space is the steps leading to the Taoist temple, it is loose and broken, after stepping on it "crunch", the mud and stone continue to fall down, and the two doors behind the steps are ajar.
I can't see the true color when I drop the color, and above the gate is a plaque with four big characters stained with the dust of time.
Liangshan Taoist Temple.
Xiang Que stepped in, looked at the courtyard in front of the Sanqing Hall with a "swish" look, and suddenly looked confused.
In front of the main hall, there were two rolling figures lying on the green bricks in the courtyard, and they were rolling very highly.
Although the sky in April in Hubei is a little cold, under a touch of warm sunshine, the ground is warm, and it is quite warm to stretch out your hand.
On the green brick, a figure lay on it on its back and moaned comfortably: "Spring sleepy, autumn and summer, nap, comfortable······ Exceptional" Another person next to him suddenly turned over, climbed on the green bricks and closed his eyes and hummed: "Let me sleep for a while, finish the next episode of the spring dream that I didn't finish last night, and I just woke up with urine when I took off half of my pants."
"Step, step, step" Xiang Que walked over with a small broken step and sandwiched his crotch, stood beside the two and whispered: "This fellow Daoist, it's polite."
"Huh" The person lying on the green brick opened a pair of small eyes with cloudy eye feces, slanted to Xiang Que and said: "It's not the first day of junior high school, it's not the fifteenth, what is the matter with you coming to the Taoist temple?"
"Forehead ·······" Xiang Que was suddenly suffocated for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "Nothing, nothing" "Nothing, what do you call us to do?"
The man's small eyes blinked, and he pouted and said, "It's so idle" Xiang Que glanced down, and his face made people want to when he looked at it, and said, "May I ask if the Liangshan Taoist Temple is in charge?"
” "Hey, aren't you fine, why are you asking the master again?"
Xiang Que scratched his head in confusion, and the other party's words asked him, because Xiang Que really didn't know what he came to Lingshan Taoist Temple for, and the old man sent him here with a word, but there was no follow-up, Xiang Que could only look for it in a circle, but after coming, the next step Where to go, he really didn't know.
Coming to the Liangshan Taoist Temple, Xiang Que immediately felt a very familiar atmosphere, the Taoist Temple is as lazy as a broken person, and the ancient well can not be seen right, very has the same temperament.
Even, at this time, Xiang Que was already convinced that Zhang Liang might be one of the ancestors of Gujingguan who was not recorded.
"Hey, what about you, what are you looking for?"
the man who lay on the ground and didn't speak, turned his head and asked.
Xiang Que lowered his head and looked at the two people on the ground quite speechless, it was the first time he had seen someone who was too lazy to this extent.
You look at the dress of the two, almost all of them have a head that wants to make people when they look at it, very different, the hair is messy, and the face is covered with a layer of oil as if they haven't been taken care of for months, how long does it take to wash their faces to make this kind of shape, and the blue-gray Taoist robes on their bodies are all over Oil stains, just this pair of you have to throw it on the lively street, don't lie at all, and definitely don't bring less money.
"I'm from the Gujing ·····" "Fluttering" Xiang Que didn't finish a sentence, and the two figures on the green bricks jumped up like clockwork with their movements, very chic.
"Huh" The two of them stretched out a hand at the same time and pulled Xiang Quan's arm, their eyes narrowed into a slit, and they said very eagerly: "It turned out to be a Taoist friend of Gujingguan, disrespectful and disrespectful."
"When did Gujingguan become so famous?"
"Come, come, come······ Please inside, the master is in the main hall, I will guide the way for Taoist friends, please come with me" The two of them laughed like two wolf dogs, and the lazy look on their faces was swept away, and they almost carried Xiang Que into the Sanqing Palace.
"You're so enthusiastic, is it appropriate?"
"There is a Taoist temple in the world, and when you come to the Liangshan Taoist Temple, you will go home" Xiang Que's back suddenly rose with a cool air, cold and fluttering, and there was nothing to do to be courteous or a thief.
The three of them entered the Sanqing Hall, and under the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch, which was already full of dust, there was an old man on the futon.
This is really a three-mastery, all of them have one virtue.
"Master, master······" The person next to Xiang Que walked to the old man's side and shook his body, and greeted excitedly: "The people from Gujingguan are here, the people from Gujingguan are here."
"Oh, I'll go" Xiang Que looked at this scene speechlessly, how did they feel that they had to kiss when they saw themselves, not to see their father?
The old man on the futon opened his eyes, looked Xiang Que up and down, and the folds on the old man's face were squeezed together with a smile: "Daoyou is from the Gujing Temple?"
” "Eh, yes" Xiang Que wiped the cold sweat from his head.
"Haha, good, good, good" The old man nodded again and again, patted Xiang Que's shoulder heavily and said: "Daoyou is really a dragon and phoenix among people, and he is really a model for my Daomen, disrespectful and disrespectful."
"Goo" swallowed his spit and lied to his son, he listened to this old way and his scalp was numb with goosebumps, too sore, and his toothache.
In this world, there is no love for no reason and there will be no hate for no reason, you can see from the attitude of these three people, they are really very fond of Xiang Lack, the two sides who have never met, so where does this love come from?
"Conspiracy!"
This thought came to Xiang Que's head.
"Daoyou came from afar, I didn't say it, let's pick up the wind for Daoist friends first" Lao Dao said very eagerly, and the two people next to him also nodded and said: "Catch the wind, you have to catch the wind for Daoyou" Xiang Que scratched his head and said politely: "Don't be so troublesome" "No trouble, no trouble" Lao Dao put his hands behind his back and said seriously: "It's just that the conditions in the view are limited, and you may need to trouble Taoist friends."
Xiang Que Muran was stunned for a moment and asked, "What does it mean to be swollen?"
” "That's it······" Lao Dao pulled a long voice, rubbed his hands and said: "Guanli is relatively tight on money, and his pocket is shy, so it may be a little difficult to pick up the wind for Taoist friends, you see how it ······· like this."
There is a village at the foot of the mountain, and there is a small shop in it, but there are food and wine sellers, so how about you and my two apprentices take a trip?
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